Red Ribbon Drug Free Week

This week TAAD and Mr. Godby are sponsoring Red Ribbon Drug Free Week here at Logan High School. Red Ribbon Drug Free Week gives LHS students A chance to See the negative effects of doing drugs and the positive benefit of not doing drugs. We here at The Here’s How would like to have your opinion about drug use so feel free to leave a comment on this post.

Senior Last Wills and Testaments

If you would like to have your senior wills and testaments displayed on the website, please feel free to add a comment in the following format:

I, ____________________, being of ___________ mind and ___________ body, do hereby bequeath the following:
1) ________________________________________________________________________________________
2) ________________________________________________________________________________________ 

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You may leave as many things as you like, but keep in mind that the Here’s How staff reserves the right to not publish or edit any questionable or offensive comments.

My Name by Zeke D.

My real name is Ezekiel

Yesterday my name was on every one’s tongue

Today my name is on their minds

Tomorrow my name will be forgotten

In my dreams my name is eternal

Who Am I? by Tyler C.

My real name is Tyler

Yesterday my name was T-Con

Today my name will be Conley

In my dreams my name is Rex

The Man Who Dreamed by Tyler J.

There was once a man,

A man with a grand dream,

A dream in which he fought for till the end,

His dream was what fueled his ambitions,

He fought so all man could see,

He fought so man could see through his dreams,

He was young and reckless,

But out of every one he was the greatest,

He cared for his friends for he had no family,

He fought so that his dream of peace could come to be,

So that kids could run and not worry of war,

So they can grow and have a life of peace,

The young man’s dreams did come true,

But he saw it come true from the very heavens above,

For his friends took his dream and fought to make it real,

Now as he waits to see his friends once again,

He waits with a smile upon his face for his dream came true,

Even though he died many years ago he never left them,

Because he promised to be with them always he was in there hearts,

For as long as they kept shooting for the stars and never turn back for that was his way.

Diamonte by Sommer N.

Passion

Fluorescent, benevolent

Loving, caring

Hope, joy, uncaring, unfaithful

Dark, inevitable, scarce

Loathe, perturb

Hate

That’s Me by Sarah F.

Yes, that’s me

Look and you’ll see

My hair is an unusual color of purple

My eyes have a mixed personality

My arms have a freckle for every memory

My hands shake with the excitement of life

My hearts beats with passion

I’m trying to be a better person

I never abandon the people I love

My friends are amazing people

I live to make a difference

I hope to be happy in life

I dream about my bright future

It’s all clear as can be

That’s positively, absolutely me.

Wishes by Nathan T.

If wishes were a color, they would be Chrome.

 

If wishes were a taste, they would be pizza.

 

If wishes were a smell, they would be cologne.

 

If wishes were a sound, they would be 400 motorcycles starting up all at once.

 

If wishes were a feeling, they would feel like Christmas morning.

 

If wishes were an alive, they would be butterflies.

Where I’m From by Marcus C.

             I am from an old broken down school full of memories, from Taco Bell chalupas

                 and Wendy’s five piece chicken nuggets.

            

             I am from the small, noisy house where fried chicken fills the room.

             

             I’m from the wild flowers, the tall weeds.

           

             I’m from the annual Smoot Reunion and big butts, from Linda and Steve and          

                 Tracey.

           

             I’m from arguing and fighting.

             

               From you should always eat your vegetables and do as I say not as I do.

            

             I’m from dressing up in my Sunday best just to wear it for forty-five minutes.

            

             I’m from African American, chitterlings and collard greens.

            

             I’m from the shores of Florida to the mountains of West Virginia.

Memories by Kaitlin D.

I am from the smell of pumpkin spice candles

from the taste of fresh baked cookies

from the warm welcoming sign before you enter my house.

 

I am from the long afternoon walks

from the family gatherings every holiday

from the creak in the porch swing

from the big dinners we have when my sister comes home from college.

 

I am from the pecan tarts at Christmas time

from the anxious feelings at dance recitals

from the summertime fun when I didn’t have a care

 

I am from the warm hugs and kisses I get when I see my family

from the family vacations that you never want to end

from the times I spend with my family and friends that I will never forget.